Chapter 8

Even the Hokage's telescope Jutsu, capable of spying over a large distance, wouldn't be able to see him that far from the village hence he was all good. He was in danger however of being kidnapped or killed as he was far from the safety and protection of the village however it was a small price to pay for the capability to hone his skills. Every night he would practise all the skills possessed by the Kumo ninja in the forest until he it became second nature. Within a month he was able to master all the Jutsu and skills that the Kumo ninja knew up to the same level of proficiency. This fast-training speed was due to his power which worked to assimilate every aspect of his slain enemy onto himself hence the short adjustment speed. He was now a powerful Peak Genin level shinobi.

Yuu left his home and quickly but stealthily advanced towards the elderly home, he took numerous detours carefully ensuring that no tracks were left behind that could be traced back to him. Just one of the things he learned from the Kumogakure spy's memories. He soon arrived a few dozen meters away from the elder home at which point he stopped and pulled out a few small sheets on which was written a couple of fuinjutsu seals. These were activation tags that Yuu had prepared over the last three months. He couldn't help but tremble at the thought of what he was about to do. If he got caught, he would most likely be treated as a terrorist and killed or tortured indefinitely.

Yuu took a deep breath drawing on every ounce of courage in his body calming himself and after affirming his decision to not be weak, he sent his chakra into the seal.

Immediately a loud explosion was heard on the other end of the village where the residences of a few orphaned children existed as well as the entrance to a part of the forest of death. Yuu held his breath in anxiety as he heard the loud booming sounds followed by the shaking of the earth. He could see numerous houses' lights switch on as multiple sleeping ninja quickly wore their uniforms and headed towards the direction in which the explosion originated from.

Yuu hid within the leaves and branches of a nearby tree as he waited until finally after a few seconds, he saw two shinobi wearing masks of a turtle and a frog jump from one of the trees a few hundred meters away from him and run towards the direction of the explosion.

'Phew' Yuu heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the two shinobi run off towards the direction of the explosion 'It would seem I was right. Even though this is simply a home for weak, old and disabled people, they still had two Anbu jonin guarding the place. Had I attempted to carry out my plan without using the explosion tags to cause a distraction I would have been immediately detected and captured or killed.'

After waiting for half a minute and seeing that no one else was coming out of the home, he quickly advanced towards the building, quickly climbing on the wall using the wall climbing technique and entered the building through the topmost window.

In this window was a room in which an old man could be seen slowly putting on his clothes. The old man was a man named Okino Masashi. He was a normal jonin who managed to participate in and survive the Third ninja world war. For his slightly above average contribution to the war, he was awarded a variety of awards as well as offered a place to retire within this elder home.

His chakra was originally mid-Jonin level however due to his now incredibly old age it had dropped to low jonin level and his physique had dropped to around mid chunin level. Just because a jonin shinobi had jonin level chakra didn't mean that they had a jonin level physique after all different shinobi specialized in different things and hence most jonin shinobi would have one or two of their specialities at jonin level while the rest would be at chunin level. It was only the truly talented shinobi that would have all of their attributes and specialities at jonin level. Such individuals if they became even stronger would later on be evaluated by the rank of elite jonin. Such ninja were easily capable of dealing with a team of jonin ninja on their own. Above the elite jonin ninja were the Kage level shinobi who were entirely on a class of their own.

Okino had been having a good dream of harvesting a bunch of sweet, delicious fruit when he was awoken by the sound of a far away explosion followed by a tremor that shook his room. He quickly woke up and began to dress when he felt something move behind him with his senses. He quickly turned around ready to defend himself when he was met with an opened pouch. The pouch exploded upon contact releasing a white powder that covered the old shinobi. The old shinobi was stunned for a second after which his trained instincts kicked in. He quickly covered his nose and mouth with his arm however it was too late as he had already inhaled a sufficient amount of the powder. He immediately began to feel the effects of the powder kick in as his arms slowly began to lose their mobility. Okino knew that he had been affected by some kind of anaesthetic and hence the optimal solution would be to retreat. He was about to turn around in the direction of the room door when he was met by a strong kick that forced him to immediately raise his guard up to protect himself.

 Okino looked at his attacker only to see a short boy whose right fist he was currently blocking.

"Who.." he didn't even get to finish his question when he was attacked yet again by the boy except this time the boy was holding a short kunai. Okino quickly deflected the attacking kunai as he quickly raised his hand to perform a jutsu.

'Fire style: Burning wave'

Okino took a deep breath and spat out a small wave of fire that burnt up the powder in the air as it surged towards the boy.

The boy quickly dodged to his right side, sheathed his kunai and rapidly moving his hands to form hand signs.

'Lightning release: Wrathful hands'

His hands immediately became covered in gloves made of lightning which he used to quickly strike Okino in his left ribcage sending him flying and crashing into the wall.

Okino slowly slumped onto the floor, his eyes too hazy to see anything. Around half a minute had already passed since he was affected by the strong anaesthetic powder, by the time he had been attacked by the boy he was already too slow to react which led to his current situation. The lightning jutsu hadn't only broken his ribs, it had also sent a strong shock throughout his body severely injuring his organs. Okino tried to open his mouth and call for help however his vocal cords had been fried making them useless. He could only cough up a mouthful of blood as he weakly raised his head to meet with the one who would bring his death.

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